Posted by Ensign Jonathan Smythe (Engineering Officer) in Main Sim: Main Engineering (After the Crash Timeline)

Posted by Gamemaster Janus (GM) in Main Sim: Main Engineering (After the Crash Timeline)

Posted by Ensign Jonathan Smythe (Engineering Officer) in Main Sim: Main Engineering (After the Crash Timeline)
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Main Engineering was dark… the only light left were the emergency ones. A crewman stood over Ensign Smythe, who was tying a makeshift bandage around the Ensign’s bleeding leg. The sharp pain as the bandage was tightened woke the young Ensign.

GM

“Ah! Bloody fu-” Jon shouted as he returned to consciousness with a sharp stabbing pain, only for it to be replaced by a series of sharp, stabbing pains and dull, throbbing pains. He took a couple of deep breaths through his gritted teeth, trying to force his body to accept and ignore (as best it could) the worst pain, and relegate it all to dull, throbbing status.

Looking around, he noticed the lighting was poor and not many people were milling about.

“Well… that’s probably not good,” he commented. “D’you know what the Hell just happened?” he asked the crewman who’d administered first aid.

Ens. Smythe
Eng

“Your guess is good as mine, sir. But whatever it was, only emergency lighting is on. The comm system is down, so we can’t even contact the Bridge at the moment. I’m not even sure that life support is on. The computer systems are down, and something struck us causing damage to most of the systems. Could be we were attacked, but internal dampeners are offline. Gravity seems to be slightly off, seems a little heavier than the standard 1 G we are use to,” said the crewman, “For now, the staff has been collecting themselves and tending to injuries, but we need a plan, sir.”

GM

“Well if life support is down and we’ve got some sort of gravity despite everything else being offline, we’re probably on a planet or station with its own atmosphere,” Jon said, heaving himself up to a more comfortable sitting position.

“Sounds plausible,” replied the crewman.

“As far as a plan goes, we need two things first and foremost: power and computer access. We’ll have to use tricorders and other handheld scanners to diagnose the issues with those systems before we can even start repairs. Grab whoever’s least injured, split into two teams. One team works on restoring power, the other on computer access. Sound good?”

Ens. Smythe
Eng

“Aye sir. What about informing the Bridge?” asked the crewman.

GM

“Until we can get comms back up we’ll have to use runners. Thankfully this ship is small,” Jon said. “Here, help me up and we’ll get everyone organized and find some poor schmuck to go explain the situation and the plan to the Captain.”

Ens. Smythe
Eng.

The crewman helped Smythe to his feet. “I guess that poor schmuck is me, Crewman Michaels… I think I’m the least injured one on the team,” replied Michaels.

Slowly, members of the Engineering staff gathered around Ensign Smythe, and then split up to the two assigned teams, while Michaels had the unfortunate job to crawl around the jefferies tubes to reach the Bridge… several decks above.

GM